Pleasure is her business
 She's the one to meet
 She'll shoot the eye out of the buzzing fly
 And she wont miss a beat
 She likes to press wild flowers
 And read Edgar Allan Poe
 It doesn't do to get too close
 Or else your love will start to grow

 She's like fire
 Like Wildfire like wildfire like wildfire

 You'll find her in big cities
 Living on [bad word]  She's got a smile like a crocodile
 She's just having fun
 She'll take a hand at poker
 She's never known to lose
 She plays the bolltleneck guitar
 You know she loves those Delta Blues

 [bad word] 
 And ever since I saw her first I love her
 Sitting in that small cafe at dawn
 I didn't have the nerve
 To introduce myself just then
 So I looked her way again
 Sitting there with all her friends
 I knew I'd never win her heart

 Pleasure is her business
 She's the girl to see
 She'll take a flight in the middle of the night
 Just for somewhere new to be
 She wont discuss the future
 She wont discuss the past
 She's trying to find the beat before
 That one that's going to last